Why cover the same ground again? ... It goes against my grain to repeat a tale told once, and told so clearly.

Nothing shall I, while sane, compare with a friend.

Hunger is insolent, and will be fed.

Now son, you don’t want to drink beer. That’s for Daddies, and kids with fake IDs.

I would rather be tied to the soil as a serf... than be king of all these dead and destroyed.

The stars never lie, but the astrologers lie about the stars.

Blame the guy who doesn't speak Engish.